<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 07:47:40 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>mystyle</title><description></description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>438</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-2534033463447875869</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 16:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T00:59:27.275+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://community.eudemonia.net/files/sims3_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 379px;" src="http://community.eudemonia.net/files/sims3_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, I really wish that life is like sims.&lt;br /&gt;Play ; Pause&lt;br /&gt;Speed up ; Slow down&lt;br /&gt;Grow old ; Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will definitely succeed academically if you finish your homework everyday.&lt;br /&gt;You will definitely be promoted if you have lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing would be out of your control.&lt;br /&gt;Everything will go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-2534033463447875869?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-i-really-wish-that-life-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-8869740823106154237</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 08:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-11T17:13:28.834+08:00</atom:updated><title>G33K in the Pink</title><description>PSLE Math qns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youde.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Jim bought some chocolates and gave half of it to Ken. Ken bought some sweets and gave half of it to Jim. Jim ate 12 sweets and Ken ate 18 chocolates. The ratio of Jim’s sweets to chocolates became 1:7 and the ratio of Ken’s sweets to chocolates became 1:4. How many sweets did Ken buy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HONESTLY DO NOT KNOW HOW TO DO HAHAHA HOW DID I EVEN GET MY A*&lt;br /&gt;No, I should say how am I going to sit for A level hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: OH OH OH I GOT THE ANSWER (it's 68 btw) YAY CAN I GET A FOR A LEVEL NOW? I FEEL SO SMART NOW! BYEEEEE OFF TO DO THE MOST DISGUSTING SUBJECT ON EARTH (CHEMISUCKTRY)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-8869740823106154237?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/10/psle-math-qns-jim-bought-some.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-1602849102518769897</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 06:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-28T14:55:51.599+08:00</atom:updated><title>Can you keep a secret?</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;10462.) i'm paranoid, i'm a procrastinator, i get jealous easily, i'm really impatient, i'm oversensitive, i'm a perfectionist, and every time i look in the mirror i want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10601.) I wish you'd stop hanging out with her. Sure it says you guys are just friends. But we were just friends also, so whatever happened to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80) although my friend say i'm skinny enough. I look in the mirror and see a girl with fat legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-1602849102518769897?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-you-keep-secret.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-1406713961850599663</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 17:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T12:38:03.812+08:00</atom:updated><title>Sadly, I'm still very much alive</title><description>Nope, not being knocked down by vehicle yet, not being murdered yet, not commiting suicide yet, not dying from any disease yet. A level is coming &amp;amp; I hope I would be dead by then wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of prelim &amp;amp; i'm still v much into the online world. I can't seem to detach myself from it even after making so many promises. I love tweeting, stalking, harvesting crops, taking care of my pet, managing my restaurant &amp;amp; reblogging, just not blogging on blogger. So yeah, it's &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blackcherriez"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://traaashbox,tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt; now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383609518736811106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SrZsVW24JGI/AAAAAAAAJLs/VSu0ESwJQEQ/s400/tumblr_kq2pwvaN4i1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I really like this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I tried hiding my phone, but I would end up checking it every few minutes again. I tried keeping myself busy, but I will start stoning and thinks about it. I really hate it. Because most of the time the screen would just be blank, indicating that there's no new msg even after like hours since the last reply. &lt;strong&gt;IT'S VVVVVVVVVVVV ANNOYING&lt;/strong&gt;. So now, I hate replying too. Just to stop myself from checking repeatedly &amp;amp; be disappointed again &amp;amp; again &amp;amp; again. Sometimes, just to get a msg asking whether I'm okay to feel being tiny weeny bit concerned. Why's that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Edit: Actually, it's not as bad as it sounds. This source is not reliable so there's no need to infer anything from it like are we breaking up that kinda thing cos I wrote this in a pms-y mood &amp;amp; I'm only annoyed when I'm not in a good mood. Although unfortunately the mood is always horrible now. Everything is still fine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-1406713961850599663?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/09/sadly-im-still-very-much-alive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SrZsVW24JGI/AAAAAAAAJLs/VSu0ESwJQEQ/s72-c/tumblr_kq2pwvaN4i1qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-6902584307302092814</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-16T02:34:36.694+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You are a loyal and faithful person, but your fear keeps you from doing things you really want or need to do. Sometimes you wish you could be a different person, maybe it would be easier, but instead you need to embrace who you are and trust that everything around you won't crumble. You think about death often and sometimes it makes you live harder, but other times it makes you depressed. You've thought about suicide, but you fear that too. You pretend to be happy when you really aren't and you try to be something for everyone in order to feel loved. But underneath it all you just want to be loved for who you are. You sometimes fear yourself and who you are and you don't want to waste a second of your life, but you don't know where to go or where to turn. You have a big heart and you don't want to waste it, but you sometimes wonder what love really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-6902584307302092814?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-are-loyal-and-faithful-person-but.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-336808733915751845</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 09:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-07T18:00:33.854+08:00</atom:updated><title>inked!</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/random%20camwhore/snapshot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 490px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/random%20camwhore/snapshot1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; spot my 4 tattoos! :D &lt;br /&gt;i know it's a v ugly pose haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/random%20camwhore/snapshot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 490px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/random%20camwhore/snapshot2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eu Yan Sang! COOL BO heeheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt study much for the 2 mock tests today. It's insane! Tests before &amp; after celebration, so anti-climax. Then there's 6 gp hmwk to do over the weekend. SIXXXXXXXXX PLUS 2 tests. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now i understand what others meant by blogger being screwed. I am typing the whole thing on html.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-336808733915751845?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/08/inked_07.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-123951769231794650</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-02T01:25:41.932+08:00</atom:updated><title>fml</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SnR5uCG6_0I/AAAAAAAAJLk/UJU4NxVwv8M/s1600-h/DSC01060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365046887851949890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SnR5uCG6_0I/AAAAAAAAJLk/UJU4NxVwv8M/s400/DSC01060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was I thinking when I chose jc over poly! If only I can steal a time turner from ministry of magic. But even then, the time turners were all smashed during the battle in MOM. &amp;amp; magic dont exist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few more weeks to prelim, a few more months to As &amp;amp; I still dont get chem at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was I thinking? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-123951769231794650?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/08/fml.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SnR5uCG6_0I/AAAAAAAAJLk/UJU4NxVwv8M/s72-c/DSC01060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-5022083665887130443</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2009 09:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-19T17:08:25.660+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;em&gt;"Swish and flick, remember, swish and flick. And saying the magic words properly is very important too -"&lt;/em&gt; -- Professor Flitwick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mad. I found a website with all the hp spells and found myself trying to memorise them. If only I am this interested in my own studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when my that person starts getting very very annoying, I have one more spell to curse her inside my mind again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-5022083665887130443?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/07/swish-and-flick-remember-swish-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-288565138739064699</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2009 04:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-19T13:41:48.915+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/DSC01023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 490px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/DSC01023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only photo of us. Didnt bother to on the flashlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/DSC01044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 490px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/DSC01044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 490px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/DSC01043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/DSC01036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 490px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/DSC01036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/DSC01030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 490px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/DSC01030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's heart shaped!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ytd was like a super tiring day for me &amp;amp; shihui. Dorothy left us at smu &amp;amp; the both of us had no idea how to get to bugis to collect our shoes haha. In the end, we got lost &amp;amp; walked one whole big round &amp;amp; just as we thought bugis was finally in sight, we realised we were back at smu -.- We had walked straight and turned left when we were supposed to turn right. &amp;amp; when we reached bugis, we could hardly walk straight &amp;amp; we were like two drunkards hahaha. Collected our shoes &amp;amp; walked over to nlb to rest instead of going home cos we thought that the bus would be full. Never in my whole life I needed some leg massager so badly! After like 30min, we heard some planes flying past &amp;amp; suddenly rmbed it's ndp rehearsal! Because of the fireworks, we walked over to esplanade to catch it. It's worth the walk cos the view was so spectacular! It's so pweety! We totally forgot that the road was blocked &amp;amp; so we had to walk even longer distance to take our bus when we could hav just taken it in front of esplanade. Walked over to funan it mall to our bus stop with our dying legs. I think we had covered more than 5km on foot ytd! Me not athletic at all. Me cannot tahan such a long distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-288565138739064699?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/07/only-photo-of-us.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-2794300400632135964</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 14:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-17T17:24:40.163+08:00</atom:updated><title>HBP :D</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/Sl82xZYm8FI/AAAAAAAAJLA/RSKNPjLgrkM/s1600-h/DSC01022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359062303849771090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/Sl82xZYm8FI/AAAAAAAAJLA/RSKNPjLgrkM/s400/DSC01022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay me very harpee! Caught harry potter today &amp;amp; it was good! It has been a looooooong time since I had thought that the movie wasnt that disappointing. BUT, why did they remove one whole chunk of 'house of gaunts' &amp;amp; the battle in hogwarts!! It would be much much much exciting with the battle lor! &amp;amp; I think it's more convincing if harry was stunned under the invisibility cloak instead of hiding somewhere because I think given his character, he would just run out &amp;amp; try to attack the death eaters righttttttt. &amp;amp; why is there so little emphasis on the potion book?? Oh, I just rmb that bill &amp;amp; fleur were left out too! Actually, I dont think those who didnt read the book will be able to understand fully lor, given that they didnt give much explanation to things that happen. (note to s11 peeps: GO READ THE BOOOOK!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay yay got loads of the blonde head! I think the total amt of scenes he had in this movie is like more than the total scenes he had in the previous movies. haha but next movie will be back to the pathetic amt again :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[edit] On a second thought, I think the movie was quite sucky cos I can only think of the cons of the movie now. I dont know why I thought it was gd in the first place. Maybe I was blinded by draco hahaha. I dont like the way harry &amp;amp; ginny got tgt. It's supposed to be a slow process with harry debating in his mind abt him being ron's best mate and all. &amp;amp; he shd be jealous when he saw ginny &amp;amp; dean kissing!! Why isnt there any mentioning abt lupin &amp;amp; tonks?? They are going to marry &amp;amp; hav kid in the next book but yet they didnt mention it at all in this movie. No dumbledore's funeral too!! &amp;amp; I was looking forward to the apparition test scene lor. How are they going to explain when harry &amp;amp; others can suddenly apparate in the next book. There's no girls standing guard outside the room of requirement when draco was inside too. &amp;amp; harry shd be obsessed with malfoy!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe this movie wasnt as bad as the previous one cos I think that one was really bad. I hope they can just stop leaving crucial parts out for the next movie. They better do since they are splitting the movie into 2 parts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-2794300400632135964?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay-me-very-harpee-caught-harry-potter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/Sl82xZYm8FI/AAAAAAAAJLA/RSKNPjLgrkM/s72-c/DSC01022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-8726404309685923808</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 14:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-09T23:12:05.361+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SlYEihFtngI/AAAAAAAAJK4/Ga0B78l6zAI/s1600-h/6335_99812554710_680034710_1942917_5317941_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356473797848178178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SlYEihFtngI/AAAAAAAAJK4/Ga0B78l6zAI/s400/6335_99812554710_680034710_1942917_5317941_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheap thrills @ vivo with all the stuff we got from daiso. Really retarded but I like my pink broom that I had bought for the game! My pink firebolt!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trained to clementi after that &amp;amp; walked around the estate until my legs gonna break before jw arrived from sch. Change of plan &amp;amp; we left for wcplaza instead. Had dinner at thaiexpress &amp;amp; my throat almost died. Stopped at some fitness corner to chat &amp;amp; kids were running around in front of us. I shall stick to my views that babies are cute but kids at age 4 &amp;amp; above are monsters. Anyway, happy 39th! (i am srsly losing count of the month. i need to slowly add them up haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah feels great *with the annoying accent*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SlYEiGA4UKI/AAAAAAAAJKw/oAEfTd-0_BU/s1600-h/HP%26HBP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356473790580150434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SlYEiGA4UKI/AAAAAAAAJKw/oAEfTd-0_BU/s400/HP%26HBP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeeheeeeezz totally irrelevant but i want to post this photo :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every angmohzz i had seen today reminds me of tomfelton hahaha&lt;br /&gt;twit twit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-8726404309685923808?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/07/cheap-thrills-vivo-with-all-stuff-we.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SlYEihFtngI/AAAAAAAAJK4/Ga0B78l6zAI/s72-c/6335_99812554710_680034710_1942917_5317941_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-1544522845322898126</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 16:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-08T01:32:48.655+08:00</atom:updated><title>ssssssssssshiok!</title><description>I love the life I am having right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12pm: wake up.&lt;br /&gt;1201pm: switch on laptop&lt;br /&gt;0200am: switch off laptop&lt;br /&gt;0201am: sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day repeat routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's only possible cos my sis is away in taiwan &amp;amp; i have the laptop all to myself! Plus the exams are over and we have almost one wk break! yayayayayayayyayayayayay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos blogs dont update every single minute, i turn to hpfanfiction &amp;amp; apparated myself back to the sec two days! ohh manzzzz DMDMDMDMDM &lt;3 heeeeeheeeeeeezz. looking forward to 16july even more now! think i'm gonna read deathly hallows again soon (i read halfblood prince during holidays already! :D) hp craze again! expect to see a lot of doodlings on DM! well actually, jw was the first victim today haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: i just changed my desktop wallpaper! guess who is it? :D *in a super excited tone*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jw: you changed to the person you wrote on my hand loh *in a super sian tone*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's back to reality on friday again so let me have some fun in the meantime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-1544522845322898126?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/07/ssssssssssshiok.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-2933898986805921499</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 11:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-03T19:47:46.123+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Falling so deep that I have no idea how to climb out of the hole I had dug.&lt;br /&gt;There's only me, myself &amp;amp; I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-2933898986805921499?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/07/falling-so-deep-that-i-have-no-idea-how.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-8385695025209521460</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 11:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-29T20:04:57.776+08:00</atom:updated><title>AYGGGG</title><description>Waiting for the familiar bamboos to come out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of exam, I mixed up paper 1 and paper 2, thinking its paper 1 today when its actually paper 2. Well at least I didnt mix up the subjects if not I am sooooo dead.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I had screwed up my micro essay again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still harbouring a tiny weeeeeeeeny hope that there will be sudden announcement of school closure like what had happened to the 2 sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;The bamboos just came out!! omg its sooooooooo nhds. with all the sha ha thing plus mr low's all time fav bamboo. It's almost like a more solemn oaioaioai with muchhhhhh nicer costume and the zhulin running around. &amp;amp; i saw my beloved partner on teevee! HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-8385695025209521460?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/aygggg.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-5710343288988767748</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 03:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-22T11:29:56.215+08:00</atom:updated><title>A ray of hope</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/singapore/index.htm"&gt;http://www.channelnewsasia.com/singapore/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go vote for extension of holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i dont think it will actually work, but stillll...... it's worth a try because i need it badly!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-5710343288988767748?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/ray-of-hope.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-4001103538951712393</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 05:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-17T14:39:54.682+08:00</atom:updated><title>A &amp; W</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiMJJfOvKI/AAAAAAAAJKo/GJBt_CnI1Cc/s1600-h/DSC01014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348178646296083618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiMJJfOvKI/AAAAAAAAJKo/GJBt_CnI1Cc/s400/DSC01014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiMI1tzv2I/AAAAAAAAJKg/J4jtxrNBKxw/s1600-h/DSC01008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348178640988520290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiMI1tzv2I/AAAAAAAAJKg/J4jtxrNBKxw/s400/DSC01008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiMInwdtjI/AAAAAAAAJKY/wkjo8buH4B4/s1600-h/DSC01009-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348178637241562674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiMInwdtjI/AAAAAAAAJKY/wkjo8buH4B4/s400/DSC01009-tile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiInxjBIQI/AAAAAAAAJKQ/V1U3s6aP-wk/s1600-h/DSC01000-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348174774398951682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiInxjBIQI/AAAAAAAAJKQ/V1U3s6aP-wk/s400/DSC01000-tile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiInnhmRII/AAAAAAAAJKI/e30uAjK6s88/s1600-h/birthdaygirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348174771708642434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiInnhmRII/AAAAAAAAJKI/e30uAjK6s88/s400/birthdaygirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday celebration @ JP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently very paranoid over a phone call by He-who-must-not-be-named hours ago. I hope it's just an owl post instead of him apparating right in front of our house. When i meant that i wanted someone to appear at my doorstep days ago, i am definitely not thinking of him. In fact, he is on the bottom of my list. Nooo, not even on the list. Let's wait &amp;amp; see. This is so scary! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-4001103538951712393?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/w.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjiMJJfOvKI/AAAAAAAAJKo/GJBt_CnI1Cc/s72-c/DSC01014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-7968102533084049461</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 14:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-12T22:40:24.388+08:00</atom:updated><title>S for surprise</title><description>Hello. I want someone to appear at my doorstep too.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am confined to my bro's room and my phone is outside with the strangers. I can't even get my notes too. &amp;amp; I don't think the "happy birthday!!" thing will end anytime soon because they had only just cut the cake -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-7968102533084049461?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/s-for-surprise.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-8560930722057093992</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 14:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-12T20:15:02.813+08:00</atom:updated><title>Let there be sims lehhhhh</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjEU0GYbaWI/AAAAAAAAJJo/Pv0kxEqnQ5c/s1600-h/DSC00994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346077117964314978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjEU0GYbaWI/AAAAAAAAJJo/Pv0kxEqnQ5c/s400/DSC00994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To watch the sims growing up, going to school, forcing them to do hmwk, taking part time jobs, graduate from school, join the adult world, climb up the career ladder, reach the top, retire and die, IS SO FUN CAN! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[edit] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, i have yet to complete this post. How can the paragraph to describe how fun it is be so short! hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can never exclude 'torturing your sims' from the fun. Isolating them in a room with no door and watch them screaming for your attention, pee on the floor, sleeping on the floor, wake up and continue the routine until their hunger level goes to zero (i think. cant really rmb what causes them to die) and they dieeeeeee woooooo. If not, just drown the sims in the pool, the classic way of killing them. The death god will come and claim the soul and their urn will be left for you to collect it woo! I love tombstones! The more the merrier! :D The house will then officially be haunted! There will be ghosts floating around the house and they will try to scare the &lt;em&gt;human&lt;/em&gt; sims. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, there is still the relationship thing. It's the only place that you can have lots of affair haha. My sims will have lotssssss of lover cos friends are needed for their promotion and sad to say, lovers are more lasting than friends in the game haha. &amp;amp; in sims 3, we can control the whole neighbourhood simultaneously which means i do not need to go into my sims' bf/gf house so that they can grow up too, if not they will still remain at the same age while their gf/bf grow older haha. Go into those &lt;em&gt;computer&lt;/em&gt; houses and go against the original storyline is damn fun too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can i shamelessly say that sims 3 is an ideal birthday prez for me? HAHA. Thats if anyone can rmb 6 months later ha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-8560930722057093992?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-there-be-sims-lehhhhh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SjEU0GYbaWI/AAAAAAAAJJo/Pv0kxEqnQ5c/s72-c/DSC00994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-3103719360061465949</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 06:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-09T19:55:07.335+08:00</atom:updated><title>Back from chalet Manzz</title><description>&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/410/DSC00957-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/410/DSC00957-tile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/Si4JfNXDRLI/AAAAAAAAJJA/SmZZFFysIxU/s1600-h/DSC00957-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 days 1 night at aloha changi was rather fun despite the fact that they were lots of insects and i was deprived from sleep. Think just 4hrs of sleep the previous day and not sleeping throughout the chalet, and i had lessons on both days woo. Musical chairz, blind mice, bimbo session with the&lt;em&gt; girls&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;girls'&lt;/em&gt; talk in the midnight, entertained by the 2 drunkards. haha. The girls' talk grp must study hard to prove our worth yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left chalet at 6.30 with jw and i only had the time to really sleep on the way to sch. But the suay thing is that we left during the peak hr! The mrt was packed and i only had a seat like after more than half of the journey. So during that time, i was falling asleep while standing haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiredzxz manz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-3103719360061465949?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-chalet-manzz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-3140551200446703076</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 14:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-06T22:43:42.045+08:00</atom:updated><title>DIABETES</title><description>SOOOOO SWEEEEEEEET :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-3140551200446703076?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/sooooo-sweeeeeeeet-d.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-380725187042884111</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 01:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-05T15:46:48.436+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/Sih449VbguI/AAAAAAAAJI4/Cp9DAxCVgsE/s1600-h/sims3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343653877807547106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/Sih449VbguI/AAAAAAAAJI4/Cp9DAxCVgsE/s400/sims3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i want to play too :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant even play my sims 2 now cos my lousy laptop is spoilt and cant read disc now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just changed the layout cos I am very sick of the previous one but this is like worse. I stared at it for a few hrs trying to edit it (very noobzz) and once it's done, I am sick of it already. ha but I am not going to change it so soon cos I hate the process of changing the template. &amp;amp; actually I still have yet to finish editing it, something is still wrong but heck, lazy already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; to scare you a little,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/snapshot2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/snapshot2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i look like this right now ._.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my sis laughed in my face and asked why did i cut like this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-380725187042884111?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-to-play-too-i-cant-even-play-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/Sih449VbguI/AAAAAAAAJI4/Cp9DAxCVgsE/s72-c/sims3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-1754389485272280379</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 09:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-04T17:54:22.680+08:00</atom:updated><title>Bang you</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SieYqfxE5kI/AAAAAAAAJIw/AnPevR9kJqg/s1600-h/ostrich.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343407338747651650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SieYqfxE5kI/AAAAAAAAJIw/AnPevR9kJqg/s400/ostrich.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I THINK I LOOK LIKE SOME CHINADOLL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I shdnt have asked for my hair to be shortened. It's still considered quite long but I want my original hair length back now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-1754389485272280379?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/bang-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vqzZDOOa0xs/SieYqfxE5kI/AAAAAAAAJIw/AnPevR9kJqg/s72-c/ostrich.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-1686866395368130547</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jun 2009 04:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-02T12:54:53.871+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Nothing seems to be going inside my head and in less than 24hrs later, i will be taking the 3hr paper answering 4 DRQs and 2 essays. yeah manz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-1686866395368130547?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-seems-to-be-going-inside-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-4280361421946315404</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 08:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-02T13:15:25.206+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/S11/DSC00060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/S11/DSC00060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/pinkstar91/S11/DSC00056.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(changed changed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hizzz. Yesterday marks the day when i finally venture out of the west to town! woooooooo! Watched a ballet performance with S11 at esplanade and it was very good, although the seats that sch got for us really sucks (all the way at the top!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upload other photos also plzz! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Using jw's new phone now. It's so weirdzz. It's his phone and yet i am the one using it now. I had only wanted to exchange my lousy phone with his for a few hrs to play but the few hrs stretched to a few days cos we didnt have the time to meet up. So now i have no other numbers inside my phone besides his and 3 other ppl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! volcanoes, industrialisation, gentrification and all the other crapzz for the next few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-4280361421946315404?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/05/hizzz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15391261.post-6677710591174953323</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 10:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T18:51:41.265+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;em&gt;Dinner with Obama; visiting dentist; scoldings by Eric; witnessing a person's head being chopped off in front of me (gross!) ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read from somewhere that the more dreams you have, the longer you will live.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need such a long life span to the extent of having dreams like almost everyday. I would rather have a nice deep sleep instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X~ no of days with dreams out of a week&lt;br /&gt;X~B(7,whatever no)&lt;br /&gt;P(x&gt;6) = 1 - P(x≤6)&lt;br /&gt;             = 1 - binomcdf(7, whatever no, 6)&lt;br /&gt;             = 0.99999999998&lt;br /&gt;             ≈ 1.00 (3sf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stats sucks so i dunno if i am correct or not. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15391261-6677710591174953323?l=-wengmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://-wengmaan.blogspot.com/2009/05/dinner-with-obama-visiting-dentist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (wengmaan)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>